"Good luck, Enik," said Rick Marshall as he watched the bright doorway fading. Then, inspiration struck him, and it came upon him to create mischief. He knelt to the floor and selected a large rock. Aiming carefully and grinning slyly, he tossed it through the remainder of the doorway and walked away.


"I'm finally in my own time! Now I can tell everyone to learn compassion, and we will never become the fearsome, vicious lizard-men of our future!" Suddenly, a rock came flying in out of nowhere and smashed into his head. "Aurghhhh!" cried Enik in anguish. "OW!!!!!!!" He stormed off, extremely irritated, and his anger never subsided, which brought doom to his race.

Thanks, Rick.